It was all part of Quinton's plan to make it easier to control his subordinates once he inherited the Wrights. Moreover, the fatter Elon was, the narrower his thinking seemed to get.

Still, despite looking down on him, Quinton was not about to waste a perfect pawn. So, in the middle of the night, he made the call.

As he expected, Elon had not gone to bed either. After all, with Andrew still walking around free, how could they possibly sleep?

"Elon, I've got Andrew's location. He's staying